It's a doozie.
Even though my big girl hammed it up for the camera, she was beautifully behaved at her well-check on Monday. She passed the hearing and vision test with flying colors, enjoyed watching the blood flow from her pricked finger, and did exactly as she was asked throughout the entire exam.
She weighed in at 32 pounds (24th percentile) and was 39.5 inches tall (45th percentile). The nurse described her as long and lean, which pretty much sums it up. In addition to these stats, we also received her BMI (14.41), her blood pressure (84/40), and her heart rate (108).
She received a glowing bill of health...and four shots (two in each arm). She was sooooo brave. Ben stood with her and held her arms, and she hung in there until she felt that first poke, at which point she broke into tears. We didn't have to fight her or anything; she just sat on the table and wailed.
A princess sticker and Hello Kitty tattoo stopped a few of the tears, and by the time we'd picked Harris up at school, she was back to her normal self.
As a reward for her excellent behavior, Babe chose to have dinner at McDonald's (something that's become a rare treat around here!).
Here's to no more vaccines for this girl for a long, long time.